I picked Namita up just a few minutes before 8pm and took her to the restaurant. She looked wayyyyyy too beautiful in a black lacey dress. I felt garishly overdressed in my peacock gown, but she complimented me effusively. She asked me how my vacation was and how Mom was, and I responded without betraying anything of my true feelings and the emotional rollercoaster I'd been on. She went on and on about my Mother's beauty and general wonderfulness, which was rather hard to take in my state. I asked her about her Mom, whom she adores and loves to talk about. Having not seen her in nearly two years has been very hard on her, as it is clear that her Mother is her greatest hero. I spent the evening enjoying this delightful girl's company, but wishing I could really open up and tell her how I Really felt, what I have been going through. I felt lonely sitting there hiding in plain sight.

Namita is nearly 20, and has a graceful poise and reserve to her. . . .that can suddenly erupt in almost childish bursts of delight and enthusiasm. It is like being with a child doing an incrediby good job of pretending to be an adult. It is, frankly, very charming and heartwarming. I sipped my Shiraz and was teased by Namita, who does Not drink, at nearly every sip. Being a musician and wine imbiber makes me a bit of a daring wild girl in her eyes. LOL. She gushed about my hair, and looked around to make sure she wasn't being watched before daring to run her fingers through my cascading ringlets.

The meal was great, though my appetite wasn't much.I had to goad her into ordering something expensive, and then she tried to feed me half of it. I drove her up the hill to show her the lovely view of the city and we cuddled, chatted and finally kissed. The little brat snuck a feel of my tits eventually, and I hadn't the heart to resist her gropings. . . at first. She was really enjoying squeezing them, and I had to ask her to take it easy. I'm still lactating a bit, and I didn't want to start leaking on my dress and have to explain it to her. It made me sad again that I had to hide so much. I made a weekend date with her before dropping her off. I like her company, and I think she's delightful to be with. I guess it's the best thing for me right now, but I just feel so lonely. I guess I'm just going to have to let myself feel like this for awhile.
                                                                                      ~ Tabby